Part 5

The day had gone on into the late afternoon. Mistress lay next to me and her body was bare. My eyes scanned her nakedness from head to toe memorizing each and every curve of her voluptuous body. The sight was breathtaking. How I wanted to wake her up with my soft kiss and caress, but it was once again time to venture out of the sanctity of our cottage and go back to the towns and cities. I took one last look at her sleeping angelic face and then made my way out. Within the blink of an eye I was soaring above the clouds towards my destination. I was now in the southern part of the world, and it was a big contrast to where I lived. The sun was shining and there was no snow. The inhabitants had a different skin tone to those I usually saw. I was puzzled wondering why this was. But I couldn't dwell on that question for long. I needed to find something to fill my hunger, and that was when I spotted her. She was an oddity out of all the people I saw for her skin was a little lighter than others and her hair was silver like mine. Perhaps she is like me? No, it's impossible, but my curiosity got the better of me and gently I landed a ways away from the inhabitants before making my way to where I saw her. She was gone. I was disappointed and angry with myself that I let such a tasty meal get away from me and decided to walk around in hopes of finding something half as decent as that morsel. My search brought me to a brothel, though of course back then I didn't know what it was, but I could hear the laughter and voices of women, so I thought it would be a good place to find a decent meal, and I was right. As I entered I saw many beautiful women hardly clothed at all dancing on a stage while others seemed to be entertaining men with ridiculous talk. I walked up to the bar and the woman behind the counter told me I was still too young to be in such a place, but since I looked cute she would let me off the hook for today. I found that rather insulting and had a mind to put her at the top of my list of meals, but that all changed when I turned seeing the one I let get away talking to one of the dancers. I paid no attention to her friend since I was too transfixed on the silver-haired beauty. Listening to their conversation, I learned her name was Esper which I found to be quite the unique name and also quite fitting. Little did I know that this young lady who I wanted to devour would teach me that humans were capable of satisfying a different kind of hunger.